MP3 Concepticons - Fourteen & Slapstick

Two 14 song rock albums that fit on one download/CD for 28 total songs running 79 minutes. Fourteen is a unique story/rock album written as sonnet poems. Slapstick has comical songs. Sounds: Foo Fighters/Weezer/Green Day. Click "Album notes" for lyrics.

28 MP3 Songs in this album (78:50) !
Related styles: Rock: Album Rock, Metal/Punk: Garage Punk, Type: Lyrical

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Concepticons: Chris Hansen- vocals/guitars Tony Rodebaugh- drums/vocals Nick Kressler- bass/keys/vocals
All lyrics by Hansen. All music by Hansen/Rodebaugh/Kressler
Recorded at 239 Productions in Lansing, Michigan by Tony Rodebaugh. Mixing and mastering by Tony Rodebaugh, Steve Siminson, and Rory Rositas.
Violin on "Don't Blink" by Chuck Page. Produced by Hansen. Artwork by Peter Richards with Hansen.
Thanks to everyone who's ever listened to us.
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Lyrics for Fourteen (tracks 1 to 14):

VERSE I
1 Cycle (Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGH IJKL MN)

Same old boring job, girlfriend just like mom
Makes minimum payments, keeps the same debts
Friends have lost touch, misses them often
Left and lonesome, he remains in his cave

Everydayâs the same, nothing lost or gained
The cycle continues, lost in himself
He just seems confused, everyone forgot

Spends most of his time, getting organized
Waiting for something, hoping for meaning
Seeking connection in this sullen world
Wondering why he always trudges on

One more time around this one will be right
One more fight to start wanting to be found

2. Run (Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GG)

Lock inside a car, staring at the sun
Hurry up then wait while under their gun
They set you in a mold leaving you rare
You fell in the trap, sold out on a dare

All paths you followed turned into a maze
Every little dream turned into a daze
Change is all you wanted in your routine
Now youâve given up and turned on the screen

Run, run, run when youâve got to get it done
Bereavement through achievement is no fun
Go West my friend then back, donât forget there
Youâve fallen and canât get up without care

Mourning comes too early thinking of bills
Numb the pain with more possessions and pills

3. Chalk (Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GG)

Stranded at a blinking barren crosswalk
Everywhere I look things seem all too fake
Iâm not sure how much more trash I can take
I may feel better lying down in chalk

Iâm feeling an urge to dive off a curb
Iâll dismiss the pain thatâs hurt since teething
A sudden cannonball seems so seething
A weakness meant to alarm and disturb

Now driving with a quarter tank of gas
No known destination, not going fast
Like everything else, this will never last
I can hardly wait until I can pass

Time to say goodbye to hopeless feelings
Time to break free from these cold glass ceilings

4. Life After Birth (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG)

Strung out and sick of the chain daily grind
My life happens at a bells steady chimes
There has to be more for me to go find
Iâm imprisoned without committing crime

I would do anything to have a break
From thinking about how our lives have been
Weâre a lethargic, pathetic mistake
Little boys trapped inside bodies of men

The âitâs now or neverâ scam owns our lives
We dismiss quality for convenience
Real relationships are cut off with knives
Until now life didnât make any sense

Itâs time for us to find personal worth
Itâs time to search for a life after birth

VERSE II

5. What She Needs to Hear (Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG ABCDEFG)

(âYouâre the hottest chick Iâve seen in this place
The flicker in your eye grabbed onto mine
Letâs blow this joint, come home with me tonightâ
No that wonât work, that wonât work, that wonât work!
Itâs time to quit donât be an idiot
Just go home, get online, and waste your time
You know, you know sheâs going to say ânoâ

I need an excuse to get face to face
Maybe I can stand next to her in line
I only get one chance, this must be right
Be cool, be smooth, be on, donât be a jerk
Stand the right way, suck in and act legit
Tell yourself you feel fine, the time is prime
Here I go, here I go, alright) Hello

6. Forget the World (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ABAB ABAB CC)

My questions to me donât make any sense
Sick of worrying about potential
Life is better lived in the present tense
With time focusing on the essential

Too easy to fall waiting so intense
When all things lead back to being primal
Feelings are too difficult to condense
Into words overly conventional

Given up thought of need for a sequence
Forgot ideas expediential
For to miss this the loss would be immense
All times life needs the experimental

Forget the world, Iâm hanging out with you
There are nothinâ that I would rather do

7. Anarchie and Faminch (Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GG)

The purse swooped by a man ringing a bell
Into a store with a Big Sale display
She did not look at the price we would pay
Cash fell into what they sell, not the well

The tray hit the can half empty of food
It was a little cold, but not too old
A bold lifestyle exemplified ten-fold
Those that said it was wrong, were called rude

The clothes hit the closet and were dismissed
Instantaneous gratification
Feeds like a cancer sweeping through the nation
When asked about it, the patron just hissed

Apathy is the worst form of violence
Those that speak of it often hear silence

8. Pretend Nothing is Wrong (Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GG)

He earned his money almost fair and square
Itâs basic supply and demand he said
They made the products, jobs were left for dead
No one cares for folks living here or there

He thought to himself as the margins grew
âThese folk are always willing to consume
They always want more though they donât have room
Their love of junk they will always renew"

Be sure to pay for products and for thrills
Make sure you are not paying attention
Whatâs said and done leaves much more to mention
They pay their lives as you stress over bills

Watch the world mindlessly struggle along
Watch the masses pretend nothing is wrong

VERSE III

9. A Walk (Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GG)

Share a smile, talk a while, glad, not alone
Things will change itâs kind of strange on my own
Itâs good to see you and me on our feet
Itâs good to say we still have time to meet

Um, uh, do you want to go for a walk
For all I really want to do is talk
Along the path before we wore a mask
I donât think all this is too much to ask

In the fall we had it all, long ago
Whatâs done is the most fun Iâll ever know
Itâs good to say we still communicate
Itâs good to see we are stronger than hate

All I wanted from this was your respect
All we have to avoid is our neglect

10. Astronaut (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG)

I used to want to be an astronaut
Now I just want to spend all day in bed
I grew up not knowing what I want
Too many big thoughts inside my small head

I spent my time trying to find a place
I wish I could get what I gave them back
My fake close friends donât recognize my face
Nor the qualities that I surely lack

I used to want to be the president
Or at least part of his hardworking staff
Iâve always been overly hesitant
I always bite my tongue before I laugh

I keep my head in the clouds while at work
When I get home Iâll drink and watch âThe Jerkâ

11. Ant Farm (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG)

God might have created all the people
All the people created all the religions
Paying to see worldâs highest steeple
Wonât help you when making tough decisions

The important part of life is action
They monopolize and strive to brainwash
Mark eleven seventeen infraction
A big business inquisition to squash

All of your blind faith will not keep us safe
For your salvation, you will always wait
Just a thought to contemplate, not to chafe
Belief in yourself will decide your fate

Spiritual lives should never cause harm
Earth is not religious leadersâ ant farm

12. The Final Hour (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG)

So, Iâm a little late, whatâs the big deal
All you ever do is whine you dim putz
I know you donât have a date with Lucille
Time causes all stress, youâre the one thatâs nuts

Donât want to hear about you blowing up
Your kids wonât talk to you? I donât care
Just put your hundred bucks into my cup
Spent twenty years in school to have this chair

I havenât had a date in two long years
I donât care about your sorry estranged son
Why should I analyze your silly fears?
Your childhood? I never even had one!

I know everything about wasted life
Just give me the number for your ex-wife

HEROIC COUPLET

13. Vacation Time (Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG)

He kissed her and went on his standard way
He was silent while trapped inside my car
He wasnât going there to work today
You never know just who you really are

He struggled while getting a parking space
He smiled at Sue at the info table
He did his best to conceal his real face
Then proceeded toward his ugly stable

I thought about this for forty eight weeks
He took the lift to the seventeenth floor
He made his way around all of the leaks
Heâs not going to be a slave anymore

He did his best, I think it wasnât right
A ten year wait for a five second flight

14. Donât Blink (Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG GFEDCBA)

When life began for me, I didnât think
Time would go by this incredibly fast
I grew up not thinking of tomorrow
I canât remember my first tooth or date
I struggled early then learned to have fun
Her love so quickly grabbed a hold of me
I found a good job then we made a home

I made a few friends with less space to roam
We gave our all raising our lovely three
I always finished what had to be done
I have trouble remembering my slate
I think of my children to ease sorrow
My favorite days are found in the past
Whatever you do make sure you donât blink

SLAPSTICK (Tracks 15 to 28)

15. Rap Guy vs. Scream Guy

Iâm the rap guy, the smooth and dap guy -Show my gat, make you crap before you die-Make yo neck go snap, sellinâ yo mom crack-Puttinâ foes and hoes on they back-Iâm the scream guy, hauntinâ dreams guy-My headâll explode if I donât cry-Breaking glass is my favorite task-Never quit, puttinâ spit in your eye-Rap guy! Scream guy! Rap guy! Scream guy!-This is the part where it gets really quiet-This is the part where it all breaks down-Then it starts to build, build a little more-Then it builds up a little bit more to the Rap Guy! Scream Guy! Rap-Whisper-Scream

16. Tickle Me Emo

Itâs hard to breathe when you leave-Iâd rather die than say goodbye-I feel fear when you disappear-Who knows where life will go-Tickle me emo

17. Swallow Your Bubble Gum

Hey little diddy in the Hello Kitty -OMG ur so pretty-Gonna take you to Steak âN Shake-Hope there ainât a wait for our first date-Friendship granted on myspace-Told your dad youâre at your BFâs house-You are the one for me yeah, yeah, yeah-You are so darn pretty yeah, yeah, yeah-You are the one for me-Forever-You plus me equals eternity-Say ok, letâs go all the way today, hey!-Do you like me too?-It is true, I âlikeâ like you!

18. We Won!

Hey everybody look at me-My jerseyâs number twenty three-I live my life vicariously-With officially licensed products featuring your favorite player!-Yelling at a TV makes me a winner!-Sweet play-All day-Touchdown!-Homerun!-We won-My teamâs the best-Everybody look while I pound my chest-We won-Gonna write it on my car -Givinâ high fives to the entire bar-We won! We won! We won, we won, we won!-Gotta give a hundred ten percent-Memorizing stats-Team player for a puck-A ball or a bat-Anything for a W-You know, yah, you know, you know , yah, you know?-Waiting by the mailbox, love the fan club-Gold frame for the box score and ticket stub-I like football, basketball, baseball, and hockey-Jooooeeee Duuuummmars is my favorite player-We won!

19. High Five For Jesus

I know you died for my sins-I never thought youâd give them 3 wins-Thank you for seizing control-Condemning Front Butt to the toilet bowl-High Five for Jesus!-Thank God you helped us!-What a pass on third and ten-All praise to you, not them-High five for Jesus!-Thank God you helped us!-They made the same request-That season shows you love us best!-I ate the bread and drank the wine-Their bodies spilled blood, we crossed the goal line-Giving up NBC for Lent-Keep up the good work and Iâll pay my 10 percent-John 5:41 (I do not accept praise from men)

20. Best Of Both Worlds

Short in the front, long in the back-The choice cut of Earnhartiacs-Bangs need some frost, let the back flow-Camaro jokes never get old-Trim the sides, donât touch the back-Got game like the Oilers in the nineteen eighties-Fold down seats for all the ladies-Real g to the max crusinâ back to the forth-Long and strong in the south, clean and sleek in the north-Trim the sides, donât touch the back!

21. Pop Star Massacre

Sittinâ grittinâ his teeth hoping to find a sign of relief-He couldnât believe they werenât getting paid-I couldnât believe the guard missed the blade-No one perceived heâd act out in such rage-Donnie doesnât want to be a New Kid anymore-His machete hit the sky, the people hit the floor-Still wondering who will get the award-Everyone felt the wrath of the tough guyâs sword-Pop star massacre! Oh baby, Whoa!-From the corner of an eye he noticed a guy -Being mobbed by kids in junior high-This made him decide no one would leave alive-He was once just like them, every 5 years it happens again-For their own good, the fad had to end-Donnie doesn't want to be a New Kid anymore-He took out all the whack mcs with dope slices-They were all casualties of Donnieâs vice-Camera cords were cut, no one heard their cries-On the back street they waited to see the demise-Popstar massacre! Oh baby! Whoa!

22. Pimpinâ Hos, Sellinâ Kilos

It ainât my fault-Got got in the assault-Wrong place, wrong time-Iâm doinâ all they time-5 years, 100gs couldâve got 2 degrees-I didnât do nuthinâ-Man, whatâd I do?-I know whatâs up, yo baby whatâs up-Pimp dem hos, sell kilos, always come correct-Chin checkinâ da new fish tonight-10 guys in one room be tight-Hittinâ the iron pile to prove-Them Ninja Turtles gonna lose-Donât get caught with the chalk-Robocopâs on the bloc-I know whatâs up-Yo baby whatâs up-In high school I passed the college test-Hoinâ past bros for this mess-Learninâ new shiz like I be from Compton -Iâm on point and thereâs no stoppinâ-Pimp dem hos, sell kilos-Always come correct

23. I Need A Cough Drop

IIIIIIIII NNEEEEEDDDD AAA COOOUUGHHHH DRRRRROOOOOPPP

24. Hooray For Capitalism

Riddinâ clean, flexinâ in the mirror-These big guns make it hard to steer-Liftinâ my Louie, check the abs-H2 for the crew, props to my dad-Bribed the dean, got in the university âWelfare checks be social inequality -Trust fund to the mall, Crystal gettinâ crunk- Spinnas be for winners, fill up the trunk-Banana Republic here I come-Hooray for capitalism-Adam Smith rules-Got the dolla, dolla billz yâall -The dolla, dolla bills-Hooray for capitalism-Work is for tools-Got the dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla billz-Money, money! Cha Ching-Image is life, I have ten boats-All my pick up lines are movie quotes-No need for smarts, creative or cunning I got the honnies, cuz I got the money!-Why donât these servers get it right?-Grab a Cuban and get me a light-Goinâ V.P. cuz of daddy-When he dies the dough goes to me-Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, yeaaaaah!-Canât inherit merit, Iâm a chunk of poop-My bank statement says Iâm not so bad-Rad, but not so bad, rad, not so bad-Arenât you going to die soon dad?-Arenât you gonna die pretty soon?-Itâs all about the dolla dolla bills, yâall!

25. Practically Awesome

I work 9 to 5, car pool when I drive-Roll based priced Camry-Shortest commute, no scenic route, on time means early-15 percent of my pay goes straight to my 401(K)-Iâm not afraid to check weather and ask for directions-Iâm practically awesome

26. Boo Hoo For Communism

Standing on the street waitinâ for bread-Iâm so hungry, it hurts head-Like this and that year after year-For peopleâs sake, I engineer-Designed Tetris buildings at the university -Shots and smokes donât make equality -Walking back home before curfew-Gorby has no game and KGB donât too-Boo hoo for communism-Lenin sucks-I ainât got no food, yâall-No food at all yâall-Boo hoo for communism-Where are the trucks?-We ainât got no food-No food, no food, no food-Hoping for new shirt, maybe in month-And a chance to eat free lunch-Iâm really smart, creative and cunning-The government takes credit, I donât have any money -Left my family at four for the math machine-It didnât add up, nothing to cook and clean-Mom and Dad used to write to me-but distraction made me human being

27. Party In A Can

Dude, bro, awesome, sweetness man-Party in a can!- I do 2 keg stands before I do 2 keg stands then I do 2 more-Party in a can!-Kill a tall boy every hour on the hour-Party in a can!-Guarana and taurine give me power!- Party in a can!-Crack one open if youâre a real man-Itâs a party in a can, party in a can!-Bikini babes love my shades-Itâs a party in a can, party in a can!

28. Live With Your Parents

Independence is for patriots, not passive-aggressivefists like me-Manipulate the great fate from a basement retreat-Gotta level up till the sun comes up in baggy undies-Then wake up at 3 and watch some TV-No job, all spent -Rents make the payments-No bills, no skills-Fire up the dope thrills-Iâm going to live with my parents and leach off from them until I die of a drug overdose or until they die of old age, whichever comes first-It started as a phase, encouragement made me to rebel -Mother can you spare a room for your loving child?-Father do you have any stuff I can sell?-I was born to be incompetent and wild-I try, but I just canât get a break-Money is evil anyway (can I have some?)-You wouldnât know what to do if I wasnât around -I need another fifty to buy another round-Let the rocks roll, pack a bowl, huff and snort up your soul-Drop that hit like a bomb-Let scratchinâ begin, grab a syringe, pass it to imaginary friends-Take a laundry break to yell at mom-When I get busted and the party finally stops-Iâll be a man about it and blame it on the cops

Copyright 2011 Chris Hansen